First interview: an ordeal before

The engineering life is a lady, who runs herself into deep troubles too often and it takes us, the possessors of it ride to rescue her sporadically. We all have great knowledge about her, but not much intimacy with her. Half of the time before the arrival of the company, I used to daydream in the canteen, and even in the classroom, imagining the interviewer sitting before me, asking me questions and myself apparently telling him my witty jokes which both of us finds very amusing. Often I used to shaking head and outstretch my hand as well, to practice the body language thing that provide authenticity to my virtual interview. Unfortunately, grabbing the whole attention of people nearby by this brilliant gymnastic maneuver , made me heave a silent sigh too often due to annoyance.

After one such day, when I was going back to hostel thinking about what rifle I have to play with in counter strike today, a huge crowd over the hostel notice board drew my attention. By the time I got there, few nerds were heading back from there already with the triumphant smile on their faces murmuring something that sounds really happy! But I had a bad feeling going in. My sub conscience could sense that something was wrong as the nerd was happy. I rushed over to the notice board and found an email printout juxtaposed with formatted notice glued to the wall. The content of the email's printout radiating the exact date of company's visit in campus. Just after 3 days.. And the second notice which was coherently related to the first one was about:


THE MOCK TEST & INTERVIEW

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Written test: 10 AM
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Mock interview: 
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Computer science: 3:00 PM onwards
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So finally, the most awaiting moment of the entire engineering life has arrived. The date has been confirmed, on 13, just three days later. That means I have 3 days to decide what I have to say in my curriculum Vitae, editing the copied CVs on my computer along with name, formatting it and last but not least, preparing each tiny terms spotted on CV. The moment was like, a Dementor's kiss have been performed on me that sucked out all happiness from me. I have always known the company had to visit the campus. I have also known that companies do visit on such short notices. But if my preparations inaugurated before the announcement of the exact date, then I myself would not be called, me.

I dragged my heavy step towards my hostel's room to explore my roomies, the two nerds were busy in mugging their notes. Notes??? WTH!! I have never composed notes myself in any exams, but scribbled the books only, mostly photocopies, making annotations and cross things out in all directions, which I myself found very perplexing to decipher during revision.

"So, are you guy's done with preparation?" , I asked

My roommate turned around and looked at me with his nerdy eyes through the thick glasses and it was obvious for me to assume that i might be disturbing him. Hence proceeded to say sorry...

Nerd: "I am thinking about dropping this company"

What!! Evidently nerds are not very dying hard fan's of cracking jokes

Nerd: "Seriously!! Let them remove the cream layer and that will inflate our probably in next company.."

For the first time in life I realized that nerds also knows how to play games. After he completed his sentence, I felt like he just snatched the words from my mouth.Now, I can accompany him.. And that's why he is deluged into his notes?? At arrival of this thought, all presumptive plans of mine went down like a leading balloon.

Hooked by the moral dilemma, I switched on my PC to read the study materials, saved in the folder renamed to "crack this up". But at the moment the desktop icons got cached successfully, a little icon "deer hunter" on the rightmost corner drew my attention, and I clicked a double click in a single stroke of my forefinger to load the game. One thing I realized that on a normal day it is hard to clear even one level of PC Games, but the macabre sense of any delirium surely fetches the best player out of you. I cleared the rest of final five levels after a fragile effort of six hrs only. And along with the joy of triumph I fell off the bed at 5:00 Am and lost in my sweet dreams.

My nerdy rommies must have tried to wake me up at morning for attending the mock test but must have failed as ever. I got up at 12:30 pm abusing and insulting myself. I have missed the mock test. The whole batch was there preparing for the company... But I can still go for the interview... But suddenly my eyes catch the colorful magazine portion of "times of India". I rushed toward that quickly, to get the glimpses of Kiera knightly, Jessica Alba or even of Sharon stone. But what's that? There were no such photos, but something more than it. It was like loosing a silver coin and earning the grace marks in the final exams. On page 2 of the magazine, there was clearly printed along with tiny poster, in Bold "devnaagri" fonts and smaller "times new roman" fonts :

Jhankaar Cinema

Pirates of Caribbean: at the world's end

Now this is really a moment of relief when the inner guiding voices inside your head stops fighting and get agreed on a mutual consensus. In just 30 minutes, I left for Jhankaar cinema with an unapologetic abandon, laughing at the fools waiting for their mock interview something that could never help them, at least from my point of view.

Late at night, a friend called to find out how my mock interview had gone. I told him that it had gone. Without me.


[part 2 will be uploaded soon]